the bed with a thud, waking up."Ouch, that hurts." Ji Yun Ting was sporting a mess of dishevelled hair as he raised his hand and rubbed it haphazardly. His face was full of sleepiness, completely dev..."You bastard, I'll kill you!" Su Han, who was dragged back, raised her hand to slap Zhang Coach's wretched face, but before she could even touch him, Zhang Coach grabbed her hand and pressed it down beside her head. 。"Okay, but before that, let me have some fun with you." 。Coach Zhang grabbed Su Han's hands with one hand, fixing them above her head. With his other hand, he grasped Su Han's clothes and ripped them forcefully. 。

"Rip" 。a sound 。The buttons on the leisure suit all burst open. 。"No~~~" Su Han cried out weakly, tears streaming down her face. She struggled, she twisted her body, but she still couldn't break free from Coach Zhang's grip. 。"Don't cry, this is just the beginning." 。e was pale from being hit, and his back of his head, which had already been injured, was struck four times again, all on the wound. The pain caused him to gasp.” 。I promised you, and I will definitely...